Black leaves fall from the grey tress that are filled with death
The leaves of the trees cover the forest floor creating a dark path
No animals can be seen or heard
Not a sound of a beautiful bird signing or a beautiful flower blossoming new life
Instead dark clouds blanket this forest with gloom and misery
No goodness or joy can be seen in this forest
A girl walks along the black narrow path even she is cold
No warmth of liveliness is flowing through her
She just walks through the dreary forest all alone
Tears begin to fall from her black on eyes onto her white face
She holds herself tight as she keeps walking not bothering to wipe the tears away
A wicked fog forms around the girl’s feet and the path she is walking on
The fog seems to grow arms as it begins to climb the girl’s leg and clings to her body
During this time, the girl’s expression does not change even as the fog begins to engulf her
The pale frail girl starts to disappear into the ugly black fog as she leaves the death forest
The fog is yet another reminder to the girl that she can never escape death no matter how long she lives.